Princess Arabia

...and your world is all there is. Nothing to do with me over here. My world doesn't involve you, only an idea of you and my idea of you is that you're nuts...hehehehehehehehehe,

You're doing it wrong, dear Master. You hold this idea in your fictitious no-mind and there I am already. I need not do anything. It's already done in that way. Go on now, imagine it and it's done. No need for me to submit to you in your world. Your world is imaginary, so imagine away.

Seeing the presence of I AM is a projection itself. I AM, therefore you are, is the idea.

Only in your fictitious mind, dear Master. 😜😛Dream on!!

This is still caring about people's actions. The fact of trying to act in a way or pre meditating your way into how to respond shows you believe in such ideas. Stop caring about people's actions shows you care about people's actions to even stop caring. It takes energy to maintain and trying to maintain a poise shows effort. You're not realizing how all this pre-maneuvering and planning and all is giving more importance to it than not planning it out at all and just responding as it happens.

No, your opinion of them shapes them. How is that different? There is no them, and you think there's a you, so you're shaping the world around you.

Do you realize there are cells in the body that commit suicide all the time. What makes you think humans will be any different when we're made up of cells on the biological level. There are thoughts of suicide that humans pick up all the time. Imo leave this right here 'cause I don't want to touch this topic too deeply because it's very sensitive.

The human species is the most deluded species on the planet. The energy that's talking through these bodies and communicating with itself through them is hilariously funny and the way it talks about God is even funnier. As if God is plotting and maneuvering and scheming and shit. It is God itself and don't forget the word God is just a word. Can't tell that to the human genome energetic structure that thinks the word God is different from the word mjkipiuttnvc. It will tell you off and tell you not to call the word God just a word. Humans are the only ones that thinks they're special. How do I know this, because I identify as a human on the base level and I think I know shit. On the underlying level, I'm nothing. Pure energy. Energy is not alive or dead. It's not polarized. It just is. It's everything. It's the humans walking around, it's the words we speak, the actions we do, the behaviors we embody. It's the understandings we have, the intelligence we see, the everything.

Look at a body. Where is the person there. It's the most obvious thing there is in life but the most overlooked. Overlooked by who? The no self. Hehe

Never heard this one before. Life surely knows how to keep 'em coming. It's never short of ways to express itself.

The more I investigate myself and reality, it's the more I see how delusional I am. Not so much in what I write or observe but in how I am being. It's like the beingness is deluded on it's own. Like it's fooling itself. Like it's in it's own dream. Like it's oblivious. Like it's deliberately avoiding itself. Like it wants to not come out of it's bubble. Like it's comfortable being deluded. Like itls tricking itself on purpose. Like it's pretending. Like it knows but pretends to not know. Like it gets a kick from surviving. Like it just cannot confront it's own self but not doing it purposely. I don't know, these feelings come up, something is weird about this. Like every part plays a role in this. Like everything is involved in it's existence and I mean everything. Even the paper on the floor. The garbage and the old lady walking down the street. Nothing is exempt. Like it all plays a part in how I got to where I am and my make-up and even feelings. Even the wind and the rain. I feel it's all a part of the picture. I just can't see it all just being me. Everything is involved; and if a piece was missing I wouldn't exist at all. Weird.

I'm starting to see how reality seems to be a numbers game in more ways than one.

Life is like a video game in that there are stages that we pass through in the game and reach another just to get through the stages without actually going anywhere. Where do you get to in a video game but to another stage while just sitting your fat ass on the couch. That's life. Nowhere to get to but back to life itself. No wonder there's insanity. The illusion of experience had to be. Don't take it too seriously. It's pain we're avoiding and pain sucks, but it's part of the game. No one wins or loses because it's infinite. There's no end to the game of life because it never gets anywhere.

I've done a whole 360 of consciousness and I've realized that it doesn't exist and is the dream of awareness and separation. No one is conscious or aware of anything. It is the illusion. Note: I will not be contradicting myself when I speak of being conscious and aware of something experientially. That's the dream and storyline which is very much alive and kicking and can arise all on it's own and without anyone doing that. Illusion and dream is also Absolute. It's all complete and nothing escapes or is excluded.

Here is a more detailed explanation. All good, but still a dream in consciousness.

This the dream.

An imagined invisible place that humans ascend to after the 3rd. 7th density is the end and the 8th the octave where imaginary peace and tranquility is finally reached and where we reach the end of the imaginary cycle to Oneness.

This too.

This is the meat right here. This is at the core.

Very good insight and analysis. No more to add other than this is observation at it's finest. I've noticed this and why there's no interest here in solving much of anything "wordly". It will just eat itself up and breed something else that needs to be solved. It's a never ending cycle and is the exact replica of INFINITY. That's why it's zero as in GROUND ZERO. Very good.

The me is constantly working on itself. Even the very act of surrender is the me with it's tool kit. You will not find a me that didn't or isn't suffering that can use the teaching of surrendering as a tool. It will bring out that tool every time it relapses, and it will, because it is not the one surrendering. Surrender is arising all on it's own and without a doer surrendering. The person cannot surrender to anything because the person isn't there. Surrender is 'surrendering'. When surrendering isn't what's happening because nothing happens all the time and every moment because THIS is "issing", it's dancing, its a verb, something else will take it's place like maybe frustration which would then be frustration "frustrationing". The me mistakes all this as it is doing and it is being. So now it believes it has surrendered, when surrender is it's own 'entity'. The tool kit for the me is constantly full. It uses all the tools in life at it's disposal. Spiritually speaking, the tool kit is endless. All these practices and processes it carries on with is endless. It's like a menu. What should I choose to do this month, it says. I'll go to vissapana retreat or a silent retreat or do some psychedelics or meditate, or read a book or stare at a wall or do breathing exercises or be still and silent, or chant some phrase, or do semen retention, or do nothing.....I could go on, the list at the buffet is endless all while it's trying to get rid of itself to awaken to it's so-called true nature. It's constantly on the watch for conscious and unconscious behaviors. Am I doing this consciously, how do I react in a conscious way, you're being very unconscious if you sit at that bar or play that song or argue it will tell itself. It will not apply for certain jobs because it is on the conscious watch out guard. I mean it's neurosis is endless and has made it into a slave against itself and without realizing it. It's tiring and exhausting. It's not until it has exhausted all it's efforts that it finally gets to R.I.P.

"You are one with everything" is a very misleading term. It suggests there's a you that is one with everything. Think of an apple. Would you consider the seeds one with the apple; the skin, core, the fibre it has, the vitamins and everything that makes up the apple. They are not one with the apple, they are the apple itself. We don't look at an apple and say "the vitamins are one with the apple. We cannot separate the vitamin from the apple then put it back and now say it is one with the apple. There is no vitamin without the apple. Do we see vitamins floating in mid air. No but we see humans walking around; therefore, we say we are one with the Universe. No, we are the Universe/Reality/Existence...whatever, itself, but that's just a perspective coming from the whole itself so it's really nothing and means nothing.

Hehe, nice.

I cry sometimes because I realize how stuck THIS is. It tries to free itself but it can't. It cannot go anywhere because everywhere it goes it is it's fucking self. Sob sob. I'm not speaking of something outside, I'm referring to this, what is, what's appearing. It is this. All there is. You, me, the cockroach, the snail and the butterfly. All looks dandy and shandy. Check out that Torture post by emotional mosquito. It's THIS trapped in it's own demise. It thinks there is an escape or a coming out of somewhere where it doesn't have to think about or witness torture. It is a person in form expressing itself as compassion and care for the human race but at the same time BEING the torture it so very well hate and disgust. Actually it is thinking itself thinking about people being tortured and it's the thinking that it's being that is trapping it into it's own demise. Thinking thinks it's separate from what it thinks about and now it suffers it's own thinking and now makes a post about what it's thinking and asking advice on how to deal with thinking.......about torture in that case. Sob sob, this shit is infinite. You want a spiritual awakening? Awaken to torture. NO. You can't handle a Spiritual Awakening. You'll tell me to stop and be considerate of other's feelings while they suffer their own demise. That is also THIS. It can't escape itself. I write about this shit all the time here and people will read this shit and think it's some non-dual spiritual bypassing nonsense but then go on the forum and read a post that is the very epitome of what's being said here but have no clue because they've separated the Absolute from the relative and see worldly matters as separate. A post about what to do about fucking torture is the Absolute trapped in it's own web seeking relief from itself. There's no difference between that and the essence of the post by emotional mosquito. It's the Absolute in human form feeling trapped in it's own demise which is thinking and thinking is thinking about torture and needs help with not thinking. How fucked is that. How can thinking not think, it's it's nature. It can't be anything other than thinking. Everything in life is screaming either the Absolute basking in it's own wonder or terrified of it's presence. It tries to escape by seeking; but that seeking is also the Absolute, so it tries to use itself to get away from itself. This is all that's happening here in life the Absolute (energy) playing around with itself, lost in it's own dream and seeks the end of this dream not realizing it is the dream. A dream that's not really happening. How fucked is that to try and end something that's not really happening. Nothing is. Jesus Christ, this isn't funny because it is a felt dream. The feeling is the dream. I feel so therefore you feel. No you don't I project feelings unto you because I feel. I can't take this. Emerging in me is a sense of unrealness that i can't explain. I can't escape the reality of life but there's something that knows this is all an illusion and isn't real. There's no battle going on just a feeling of hopelessness that this will never feel free because that is DEATH and there is no feeling in death. Sob sob. I'll have to feel all the suffering and misery and sadness just as I feel all the joy and happiness. I feel, so I feel it all. I cannot feel freedom because freedom is being it all. Freedom is the pain and the suffering and the joy and the happiness and this body. It's also the space that seems to surround the body so where is the space between freedom and how I feel it. There's none.

@SugarcoatA mad man in an asylum is timeless, unlimited, unbounded, groundless, spontaneous and free just like the Absolute is. It is that. It just needs to be locked up and contained in a limited, and confined world with boundaries and rules.